Posing the question: does the god of love use underarm deodorant, vaginal spray and fluoride toothpaste?

My boyfriend likes to fuck my brains out on our kitchen island. Which tile would you recommend for that?

[...] I know how to inflame a cunt. I shoot hot bolts into you, Tania. I make your ovaries incandescent.

Having random sex the way Tania did sounded kinda...hollow. I didn’t want to live in a Hollowland.

They call me Domino for obvious reasons. One nudge in the right direction and I'm flat on my stomach.

I wish," I said. "I could save orgasms in a jar for when I need them, because I think I have a few extra.

mooo," she said... "I mean mmmm," she moaned. Louder this time. Goddamn Dr. Seuss is ruining my sex life.

She grabbed his hair and pulled his mouth tighter against her lips. She wanted to possess and devour him.

I am not your victim because you are not a predator any more than a bottle of scotch stalks an alcoholic.

There is little worse than when the person to whom you want to apologize is having great sex in your room.

Sex is like the cherry on the top of a sundae, but you need to make the sundae first, if you get my drift.

A vagina is not like a car door, no matter how hard you slam it. That’s why I prefer to drive Jeeps.

A candle that smells like asshole would be an instant hit in prison. Do they make sex-scented candles now?

I had always dreamed of being a professional escort but never thought that there was any real money in it.

I’m not sitting back here with another dude while there are two perfectly doable females in the car.